<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:09:46.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SuddenLy I seE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-115112382346944577</id><published>2006-06-24T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T12:37:03.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Headlines: "Hometown girl catches train to city district" .. and it all happened yesterday!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been on the urge to go shopping again ever since a few weeks back. oh well! my simple urge came true. haha! Btw, the partial reason was becos of the fact tt i wanted to update myself on what's the trend and blah blah.. not substantial a reason but the other reason was due to my planned dinner meeting wif the pre-u sem pple. hahahaha! (sorry for this 'lazy english' cos i'm still quite reluctant to type stuff into my blog. as i mentioned in the earlier posts. )  awy! went to takashimaya for a walk cos it's my favourite place amongst the other shopping centres ..as of now. Maybe it might change next time when i get older. But tt'll take a number of years i presume. hahaha! Had dinner in California pizza. Tt was crazy. We had to wait so long, probably abt 40 mins, in the dark cos there's practically so little spotlights available for the tables outside !? and I was 'full' when we finally got a seat inside. Is tt what happens when someone waits too long and loses their appetite? hahaha! awy! I think the reason behind this was tt we didnt make reservations beforehand and were quite a large grp. oh well! tt's a lesson to note!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moving on! I went home before the rest. cos it's alrdy 1030 and they wanna play pool. I think i'm really tired out cos i still went to orchard to shop earlier in the afternn before the meeting. yups! got home early. Actually not quite so..cos i reached home at 12. hahaha! ok.. so the climax of everythg was the dinner! We shared quite a lot of stuff. From dejavu to other issues. It's gonna take pages shd i type out all the things we talked abt. But! it's cool! cos everyone's laughing and some of the jokes are just totally crappy. hahaa! girls and whatever it is with them. hello.. there's lyk a girl speaking here. maybe counted as a girl on the verge of ladyhood. haahha! whatever.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok! Yesterday was a breather. Very nice indeed!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-115112382346944577?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/115112382346944577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/115112382346944577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/06/alright-new-headlines-hometown-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114881204570716990</id><published>2006-05-28T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T18:27:25.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sounds like a song from The Corrs. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All but an illusion. Makes me think of a mirror. Or, it should be a puddle of water, with droplets of its own dripping into the pool. Ripples created. Forms of reflection. Is it something to prove of my thoughts?  Maybe it might become reality? But anyhow, it's just a dream. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So i dreamt once again when i was in my sleep. Why can't it be a dream while I was awake? In it, it portrays the future. Projecting an image which I've taken some knowledge from the book I've read before I slept. I'm awed by it seriously. There is a big field, books, and it took place in London. Wow! Pigeons were eating bread crumbs. And there was I and my thoughts. Thoughts once more. Call it thoughts because it does not exist except in my brain. Neither has it registered itself as a valid in my memory.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Thunder only happens when it's raining." (lyrics from the song) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how deep is tt?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114881204570716990?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114881204570716990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114881204570716990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/05/dreams-sounds-like-song-from-corrs.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114769117640003996</id><published>2006-05-15T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T19:11:00.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wat's tt!?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alright, currently i'm having tt reminiscent feeling about my sec skl once again. eew! wat's tt!?! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm not sure wat kind of symptom it is, not sure wat kind of syndrome it is called. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but it might be linked to memories and nostalgia? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nostalgia. sounds lyk sth to do wif the nose. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indeed, it is somewhat a kind of constructed illness. Wat we refer to, for instance, anorexia, anaemia etc. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i might try to find another word, other than 'nostalgia'. Yet again, nostalgia seems to be a curve. Intruding into someone's privacy, conquering space. Then, moving into another dimension, pretending to have it's own attained space when it's still the 'guest'. After which, nostalgia begins to lose interest and fades away to other memories. Sticking lyk gum to other ones. Abandoning this. The gum i mentioned earlier, might be a form of nose dirt. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awy, i see the sky once again. This time, i wonder if nostalgia is acting up again. It could well be taken in from the birds flying by wat-used-to-be my sec skl. I call it wat-used-to-be becos at tt time, there are pple who have stacked up a high heap of good memories which i will nv remove. They are not there now. Moved on. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I stand once again, on the highest level. I dun mention the level. The highest level where my class used to be situated at. Outside the class. The birds coming in once again in a V-shaped profile. Wings stretched. I look at my skl from this mirror. Nostalgia's. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114769117640003996?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114769117640003996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114769117640003996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/05/wats-tt-alright-currently-im-having-tt.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114748636113589179</id><published>2006-05-13T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T10:12:41.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Semi-charmed life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha! tt's the song i'm listening to at this very mmt, while i'm trying to type some stuff into this blog. Well, it's been rather long since i've typed anythg. It's gonna be deemed useless soon, if i persist in being a lazy woman. *smacks head and runs arnd. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok! so there's a debate competition gg on today and i'm not turning up. ahhhh!! *runs arnd again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh well! i think i wouldn't wanna spend my time travelling all the way there and back. too long and tedious. heheheh! ya right.. excuses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114748636113589179?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114748636113589179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114748636113589179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/05/semi-charmed-life-haha-tts-song-im.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114639444107815093</id><published>2006-04-30T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T18:54:01.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Such terrible services!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so outraged when i went to a supermart near my hse yest!!! well, i sorta looked around for the feedback form - shd they even have one- but i realised tt maybe the reason for not having one was becos of the poor services. Too many complains will come flooding in. haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok... i'm a bit lazy to type it all out again. heheheh! but here's the gist to that infuriating matter tt i promised to blog and let part of the world noe. hahhaha! so mean!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but anyhow! my mum and I went to this nearby store - which is a supermart and has sorta advertised widely all over the country, jus becos of the few hypermarts they have - supposedly to get a kettle, cos the old one seemed a little dangerous. hahaha! so after abt half an hr of scrutinizing each and every available appliance there, we made our decision finally. obviously, there shd be someone to get a new box of tt same model for us. however, there's this guy - luckily his nametag was covered all along - if not, i'd have written his name in to the manager in charge. This guy is so horrid! I spoke to him nicely, asking whether he could get a new box of the same model for us and he sluggishly, slowly told me to get it MYSELF!! even though there's a box on the highest rack tt i could reach for, amidst all the stretching, but it seemed open and used. And!! he jus told me tt i could get tt one. I wanted something tt is NOT opened, for goodness sake! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So i stretched and took the one within my reach and my mum checked it. Tho she said tt it's new inside and no one seemed to have touched it. However, this is so horrible! he jus stood there, waiting for another customer to make their decision as to whether they would buy a hi-fi set. wateva with the hi-fi set, he shd at least have some sense to help wif a kettle!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's pure luck tt they didnt have any feedback forms and his name was blocked all along. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moreover, the cashier is another woman who made my blood boil. I spoke to her in English and she gave me a stare. It's a long pause, lyk she didnt understand me! so i spoke to her in chinese! to think tt she gave me tt snobbish, arrogant look! i'm further enraged by this kind of attitude. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shd she noe tt she's in the service industry, whereby customers usu have the upper hand. Cos the money comes from us. She shd have some common sense to mind her attitude towards them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No wonder it's mentioned tt there's still a long way to go for the service industries. Look at this! A fabulous example tt accurately nails everythg in place. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh well, i'm so angry! need some water.. hahahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114639444107815093?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114639444107815093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114639444107815093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/04/such-terrible-services-im-so-outraged.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114604294533882490</id><published>2006-04-26T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T17:17:46.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;West Side Story!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright alright! went to the esplanade for a show,a.k.a West Side Story!! It's fabulous! the vocals are smashing good! oh man! hahaha! awy! it's really impressive that for the whole 2 and half hours, these actors can sing and dance flawlessly - in an audience's point of view. haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moreover!the theatre looks really good too! although we had seats that were quite lousy cos it's all the way up to the fourth floor, i'm not perturbed by it cos many other factors intrigued me more than this trivia. hahah! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awy! before the show, my frens and I met for dinner at Glutton's square jus beside the Restaurants at esplanade. it's sparsely crowded when we reached there. anyhow, the most impt thing is tt we got seats tt are far away from the open-air cooking. ooooh..imagine the oil smell left on our shirts if we sat next to the stalls!! but the skyline was cool and i love the scene there! it's very 'natural'. hahaha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people jogging - daily life, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uncles selling ice cream - part of tourism and business which in our society today, it's quite essential, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the waters - oh man! i love it!! *starts to relate to kayaking..., &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the clouds in the sky - nature, yet again, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the Fullerton hotel's lights that sorta gave a backdrop to the scene there when it got dark - emphasis on the symbol of light in widespread darkness, warmth. hahhahaha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok.. so there's a take-home pic tt the network refused to help me post it into the web, and of which my fren standing next to me struck a pose - she didnt lyk at all! but i thot it made the picture look fabulous. tho i'm not les obviously, as i would lyk to reinforce the idea tt everythg's straight! hahahhahah!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114604294533882490?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114604294533882490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114604294533882490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/04/west-side-story-alright-alright-went.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114537050912929966</id><published>2006-04-18T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:28:29.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a storm!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe it's a tornado?hurricane? or even a cyclone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahhhhhh!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha! awy! it sorta rained cats, dogs n elephants today. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On a positive note, showers of blessings.haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyhow! I was in the bus today on the way home. Thinkg abt the raindrops and trying to imagine myself running or standing in the middle of a pathway, in the midst of all the rain. oh man! *duh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so the bus came to a halt at one of the bus-stops near a primary skl. alright! there's this litle kid, he was running frantically after the bus. It's totally fine if he jus runs after the bus wif an umbrella the right side up. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The point is!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;his umbrella was bent at the midpoint. so it looks lyk a container instead of an umbrella as a shelter. it's collecting water!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe he's part of a "green project" to save earth. *starts to wonder again.  hahahahha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yups! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all the little girls in the bus from the same skl were laughing so loudly tt i couldn't help it but follow suit. oh well, i smiled. Smiled tt is! hahahha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so cute! he's dripping wet and still can crack a joke abt his shoes and all. btw, his shoes are wet as well. haha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;it's laundry day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114537050912929966?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114537050912929966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114537050912929966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-storm-maybe-its-tornadohurricane.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114484391986426484</id><published>2006-04-12T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:11:59.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a "busy bumble bee" day!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, had a geog proj presentation gg on tmr. It's a competition! and i'm sorta quite caught up wif it becos of all the prep for the ppt presentation. oh well! the first prize does seem quite attractive to me. hahaha! it's a trip to europe! *hmm.. dream dream dream. floats off on a cloud. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awy! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was gg off to the washroom today and i saw one of my frens whom i formed closer bonds wif during the debate sessions we had. but i was jus thinking of sth that one of my frens said that particular time abt stating a name in the blog when the others dun even noe it. so it sorta makes the reader seemed extra. ok. so shd i state her name? maybe i shd .. but maybe not. cos the readers will feel extra. but i shd. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OKOK! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she's juli. one of my close pals from debates. awy! the MAIN pt is tt she told me all abt the new debaters. she was quite shocked abt the whole practice they had becos of some reasons not stated. hmm.. so weird. but awy! they're only new members. take time i guess. sighs. *thinks of the times during debate sessions. when ur narrator is shivering under the cold air-conditioned room,pure stress and stares of the coach a.k.a chicken little. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wat to do? haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114484391986426484?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114484391986426484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114484391986426484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-busy-bumble-bee-day-well-had-geog.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114442091271127387</id><published>2006-04-07T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T22:41:52.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's sugar, spice and everythg nice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok.. I was and am still listening to Vertical Horizon's Best I ever had. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm rather intrigued by this part of the song. it comes from the start. quite meaningful! imagine a scenario where it's lovey dovey. hmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So you sailed away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Into a grey sky morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I'm here to stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love can be so boring &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing's quite the same now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just say your name now &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it's not so bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't want me back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're just the best I ever had &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's very melancholic. sighs. *shakes head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but yups! nice song!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114442091271127387?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114442091271127387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114442091271127387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/04/theres-sugar-spice-and-everythg-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114432027284571640</id><published>2006-04-06T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T18:47:45.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Different aspects of life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*how philosophical is tt!!?!hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spoke to my bestie yest abt another outing. Oh man! I seriously need some pasta. hahahaha! so we're still in deliberation as to whether we shd eat sth traditional, or sth lyk ... my dear pasta. oh dearie dearie! hahahhaa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yes!then yest night i had a nightmare abt someone i saw earlier in the morning. of cos! one of my frens of whom i know but it's quite weird. cos the whole day's events were made into a dream. eeew! *shakes head.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yups! dreamt tt we were in a very posh library..LIBRARY!!?! but it's v high-class. (ok... waiting for tt to be built. hahaha!) so we were standing at the concourse talkg and there's a lot of cars passing by. wat's tis! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyhow! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i went to the library earlier in the afternn yest after the debate meeting. maybe tt explains y i dreamt of it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but ya.. it's quite spooky. then the dream sorta stopped there, after we exchanged a convo which i totally cant remember, cos i had leg cramps. Woke up and nv dreamt the same dream again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's amazing y i still remember the cars passing by and the library. eeew! hahaha! nightmare. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114432027284571640?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114432027284571640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114432027284571640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/04/different-aspects-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114413910733298877</id><published>2006-04-04T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T16:25:07.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay! i'm all well again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- the little germ in the little world has gone away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- the regime abuse is gg to take place tmr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- I'm listening to very nice songs now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Played pictionary jus now wif my classmates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- did i jus mention abt the future, present and the past? hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114413910733298877?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114413910733298877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114413910733298877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/04/yay-im-all-well-again-little-germ-in.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114372473380948604</id><published>2006-03-30T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:18:53.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viruses, bacteria, germs and all the disgusting microbes in the world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there once lived a little germ in a little world. It is an insignificant little being, but in its little way it can multiply to many other little beings of its own little species. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it ended up fighting some of the noble white blood cells, causing such discomfort to the bigger-than-this-little-beings being. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright alright!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm too sick to continue.. jus gotta rest more i guess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114372473380948604?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114372473380948604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114372473380948604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/03/viruses-bacteria-germs-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114345875849115363</id><published>2006-03-27T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T19:25:58.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abuse in the Totalitarian regime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, had physical conditioning a.k.a psycho-ing of the physiques today, so that we can gain more money for the country. ya right! and they can afford more of those weird stuff which pple abandon on the grass patch by the side of the tennis court. wat's this! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the most infuriating part was tt we had to climb over such high hurdles today! altho i jus did wat i was supposed to do, but this is torture! and in any way, i was afraid that the system might jus fight back and put us in chains. Moreover, the officer-in-charge a.k.a another psychotic officer in the u-might-not-noe-wat nation, tried to make us run a few rounds and hang ourselves by an iron bar. it supposedly helps u to enhance the muscles on ur arms, but there's no need to do tt particular exercise for so long!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but awy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is madness!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We shd set up SPPT - Society of Prevention in Physical Torment -  in the regime. As if we're allowed..haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114345875849115363?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114345875849115363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114345875849115363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/03/abuse-in-totalitarian-regime-well-had.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114337014271466921</id><published>2006-03-26T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T18:49:02.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- yay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- tmr my cousin's coming tmr!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- I'm so excited!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- I think I can't slp tonight!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114337014271466921?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114337014271466921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114337014271466921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/03/yay-tmr-my-cousins-coming-tmr-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114301961214902075</id><published>2006-03-22T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T17:29:23.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colourful coincidental wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I was at the interchange jus now and saw this fren of mine. she's sec.3 i think. Cos i used to be a councillor in Westwood, and i got to noe her thru a class of young kids in which i was supposed to be in-charge of. Spoke to her for a min or two. hmm..very interesting! It's been so long since i went back to ww but things jus changed so much. *sighs!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awy! after tt, i went to get some food cos i'm really hungry. While i was walkg out from jurong point (after i got what i wanted.. hehehe!) i saw my close fren whom i met during the sec 4 days!! Bessie!! she's so excited to see me!! Me too! i was like freaking out! and went oh my oh my! hahahaha! well, we went to diff skls and havent met each other since last year. haha! we shd really go out one day man! seriously!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then, when we bid farewell *tears rolling down*, and i was jus abt to put a mouthful of stuff into my mouth cos i am REALLY starving, i saw my classmates of the sec4 class. oh well! is this a class reunion or sth!!?! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so these guys were "oi-ing" me la!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i got to rush, to jus siad hi and bye, smiling lyk crazy. I was actually quite shocked. hahaha! so many coincidences!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the bus, i saw two more westwood graduates. At first i recognised the guy and didnt notice the girl. thereafter as i walked closer, i realised that the girl said hi to me. and she even mentioned my name! alright! she changed quite a bit. hahahhaa! they are nice fellows!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a day to reminiscent? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or a day to appreciate the memories that have been imprinted in my mind?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u noe wat! whenever i talk abt mind. I jus think of a phrase.. some movie title. "Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind" it's a very unique set of words placed together. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agree?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*applause* hahahha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114301961214902075?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114301961214902075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114301961214902075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/03/colourful-coincidental-wednesday-well.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114269273217645123</id><published>2006-03-18T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:44:44.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A day out!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went out wif slyvia and yanru yest! had such a gr8 time!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, i'm tired so jus keep this summary short la uh. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went to bugis and walked around trying to look for a good restaurant. I wanted to go Thai express but they dun have it there. I think. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The point is.. all 3 of us are not very familiar wif bugis. If I were to go orchard or suntec that area, it'd be so much easier. Anyhow! we ended up in Ajisen Jap restaurant cos they were giving out the flyers. It's so hard to navigate around in such an unknown place! we had such a tiring time touring bugis! hahahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so in the end, it's still alright. The story's not tt miserable la. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had a fantastic time at the shop eating japanese ramen. Yanru and I had some volcano ramen. It's stated wif 4 chillis on the menu, i thot i might as well give it a try and see if it's really nice. I love spicy stuff!! hahaha! so does the 2 of my fellow besties. that's y yanru had the same as me. Since slyvia was not feeling that well, so she had jus the spicy ramen which, on the menu, showed only 2 chilli. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aiya!! that volcano ramen is not tt hot and spicy! it's a dormant one, not active AT ALL!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahhaha! but it's on the whole, a very delicious bowl of noodles and i TOTALLY enjoyed it. (tt's y i picked tt restaurant!!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We talked abt various issues, catching up on each other. It's really fascinating as to how pple change and all. hahhaha! so amazing! (sorry! a bit intrigued by these social gossips.. sighs)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we went to orchard after a while, as we were so bored in bugis. There's a lot of funny things, those small stuff tt comes in different colours lyk pink, white etc. BUT! we're not impressed. hahahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Therefore, we took a train all the way to orchard. Shopped around taka, heeren. Yanru sorta left earlier cos she had some lessons in her skl. It's a fri. ya. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So it's me and slyvia!!ahhhhh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guess wat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;while we were waiting for the traffic light outside Borders to turn green, we were talkg abt some issue and jus on the second when the traffic light turned green!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dragged slyvia into borders. she was yelling and screaming. but.. oh well! who cares. hahahahaha! jus joking!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In we went to borders, wanted to get some notebook. But didnt appeal much to me and i left wif tt woman within abt 15 mins. hahahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As we were walkg to the bus-stop, oh man! we were chatting all abt mercs and wat we wanna do in the far future. hahhaha!! all the funny and amazing stories we came up wif. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the bus, passed by bukit timah road.. tt stretch which links to sixth avenue and told her abt an ice-cream shop which i patronised wif my debate team. so cool! food and more food. then passed by an italian restaurant (pasta fresca) and told her even more abt it. After tt, passed by king albert park's macdonald's and i was reminiscing abt my cousin's bdae. hahahhaha! tt shortie! although she's quite tall for her age la uh. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a fabulous day and i simply love it!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114269273217645123?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114269273217645123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114269273217645123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-out-yay-went-out-wif-slyvia-and.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114249734500257752</id><published>2006-03-16T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T16:25:29.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tmr i'm gg out wif my bestie!!yups!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So exciting! i think i cant sleep tonight! hahahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;btw!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to the market wif my mum earlier this morning and I saw this little girl. She's so cute!! oh man! so short oso... hahahaha! I'm starting to consider as to how to make fun of my cousin when he comes to my hse in a week's time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh well! he's only 3 mths old and my mum is supposed to babysit him. anyhow! I'll jus poke fun of him when i feel tt he's too annoying.. or maybe i'm the one being annoying. hahaha! call him names and stuff. say he's short. haha! oh man!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114249734500257752?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114249734500257752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114249734500257752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/03/yay-tmr-im-gg-out-wif-my-bestieyups-so.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114234282500126666</id><published>2006-03-14T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T16:24:13.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What an irony!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- I'm so busy yet i can log in to this time-consuming blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- I was gobbling my food down a while ago. At the dinner table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- I was talking at the fastest pace to my friend cos i had so much to talk abt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- I think she's panicking cos of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- I'm listening to songs with a fast tempo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- I'm working on a project that seems so weird to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114234282500126666?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114234282500126666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114234282500126666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-irony-im-so-busy-yet-i-can-log-in.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114204314603954268</id><published>2006-03-11T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T10:12:26.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fact or fiction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday, a teacher told us that one's sense of smell is closely related to that of the memories. In other words, if you smell sth and peg it to a certain event, the next time you smell that same scent/stench, you'll recollect those events again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now! I shall add on that songs also trigger memories. Well, there are some songs which I 'lock' memories in them. hahahaha! they sound like a bank or sth... awy! oh well!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114204314603954268?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114204314603954268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114204314603954268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/03/fact-or-fiction-yesterday-teacher-told.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114171809455530578</id><published>2006-03-07T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T15:54:54.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Music again... hahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alright!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was 'checking out' my friend's mp3 player&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; tt very&lt;/span&gt; day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cos  i  jus can't  remember  which  day  it  is.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that's &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not the main point&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;btw, it's a very cool mp3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;okok!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I came across this song called &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glad &lt;/strong&gt;by Tyler Hilton&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oh man!&lt;/span&gt; it's&lt;/span&gt; so, simply fabulous! sounds like a meal..&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meal&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; oh well!! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;the lyrics are quite sweet. hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;enjoy it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Well! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm lovin' it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;another &lt;strong&gt;food&lt;/strong&gt; for thought... MacDonalds' uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114171809455530578?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114171809455530578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114171809455530578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/03/music-again.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114156390763306558</id><published>2006-03-05T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T21:05:07.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiring day!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114156390763306558?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114156390763306558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114156390763306558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/03/tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114120195670185593</id><published>2006-03-01T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T16:32:36.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/1600/standing%20around.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The worried, the angry and... the stretch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/400/standing%20around.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I simply love this picture! hahaha! Lydia (the one frowning..standing next to jeff who's looking down), me (so angry looking..maybe it's becos of the weather) and shaun (ok.. he's rubbing his eyes but in a very uncle-style) hahahahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114120195670185593?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114120195670185593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114120195670185593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/03/worried-angry-and.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114078866209985357</id><published>2006-02-24T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T12:18:14.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a FABULOUS day!! Full of laughter and joy!! hahahaa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so tired! haha!had lotsa fun jus now and I totally loved the debate party which we had!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I ended lessons real early today so rekha and I were sorta studying for our various subjects. Went to get some bubble tea during a break and ended up not studying after tt. haha! cos we jus went on and on abt 'wet lips' (this wet lips is a character by the way). hahaha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then, we had a debate party!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beyonce came and I can't stop laughing at him! the more i think abt him as chicken little, i can't believe my eyes.. cos of the similarity between tt cute fellow and him! hahahaha! oh man! hahahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe he shd really try dancing to that silly song. hahaha! Alright! enough of all the chicken little and acorn dropping down from the sky...haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well! we played a lot of games! nostalgia... *starts to float out of focus and reminiscing abt the younger days...*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's Donkey! Pick-up sticks! Old maid... which was included in Donkey's set of cards.hmmm.. isn't it supposed to be separated? but anyway! I'm the Donkey.. okok!stop laughing at me(If u r) hahaha! I shd've jus shuffled the cards behind my back! didnt noe tt Juli was looking at the Donkey card all the while! so blur of me! aiya!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Anyhow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pinnacle of all!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twister!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tt game was real fun! Everyone was tangled up! Oh well! I chose to get out of the second game, early, cos of some unforseen circumstances. hahahahaha! wateva la! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In exchange for not participating in the game, I had a great lot of fun looking at the rest. I jus laughed non-stop cos they were in positions that sorta tickled my funny bone. hahahaha! Twister really makes pple smell each other's feet or even cross over each other's limbs. Luckily no one split their pants/skirt! hahahhahaa! Rekha laughed as much as I did! Especially at vincent and bjorn!! hahahahaa! alright I shan't comment any further, as I'm so super tired! *dozing off*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awy! the whole thing ended on a good note! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love my day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/400/Funky%20poses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114078866209985357?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114078866209985357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114078866209985357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-fabulous-day-full-of-laughter-and.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114051969086731849</id><published>2006-02-21T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T00:06:17.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That very voice kept resounding in my head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Echoeing through the midst of thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scaring away all flashes of courage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leaving me cold and caught&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It took away the zest for things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There --- a manifestation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like all humanity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That arrogance for justification&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A jolly day, that very date&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things went up the peak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hurtful remarks hurled and said&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whose are they to keep?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Etched out once more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;orgotten but reminded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to react, remains -- a question&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now time to act, such confusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114051969086731849?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114051969086731849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114051969086731849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/02/escape-that-very-voice-kept-resounding.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114034682816869584</id><published>2006-02-19T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T19:00:28.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's the lovey-dovey mood of mine again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright! so here i am, reminiscing in the waves of memories, thinkg of weird thots like... love! how exciting! *whateva.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okok. I presume it must be the excessive musical influence that took upon me once i started listening to class 95 fm. hahah! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's jus a gist of my thots and all that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's this line from a song by Don Henley and Patty Smyth. (alright alright, it's kinda old. I understand. But i go for good lyrics. hehe! so it's considered good!) Awy! It's called; Sometimes love just ain't enough. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A real melancholic song man! I can't stand it at times. But there's a line that sorta hit upon me. I dun really noe how to describe this sad feeling. Arggh! how frustrating is tt! oh well! ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Better to tell the line first. hahaha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"there's a danger in loving somebody too much"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a few different perspectives we can see from this mere one liner. (I'll not state all of my points cos there's too many running in my head. hahaha!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firstly, there's the obvious theme of romance and all the detriments of it. Well, when one loves someone too much(assuming that it corresponds to this line), that other person might not even show a single tinge of love when it comes to breaking up. They'll jus wave a goodbye kiss and run away like a piece of tissue paper. So light. Outta sight!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another topic might be that love becomes so heavy that it sorta confuses the person him/herself. This particular person jus can't give the love away. (well, i heard it from this song tt he can't give his love to the other party.. how sad is tt!?!) maybe it becomes a kind of illusion, blinding him or her. So much so that it becomes a phobia to love cos of his/her intense love. hmm... weird.. so deep. hahah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114034682816869584?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114034682816869584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114034682816869584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-lovey-dovey-mood-of-mine-again.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114018072961253063</id><published>2006-02-17T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:52:09.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/1600/763531643305_0_BG[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;More pictures! More pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;taken when we're on the way to chinatown, as mentioned earlier, for the tourism course thingy.&lt;br /&gt;In the bus.. a teacher took leann's seat away. So she had to squeeze in wif me. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/320/734931643305_0_ALB%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alright! skip a few days back, we went to CBD area for a geography field trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While we're waiting for a bus to take us to Suntec where we'll celebrate some affair at Marche *winks*, this was what happened...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/320/763531643305_0_BG%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inside Marche. Whilst waiting for the rest of the class, we sat in small groups.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/320/138021643305_0_BG%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114018072961253063?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114018072961253063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114018072961253063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/02/more-pictures-more-pictures-taken-when.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-114008319902362015</id><published>2006-02-16T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T17:46:39.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A whole lot of outings!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Our class outing @ Chinatown&lt;br /&gt;It's just all the chinese students..cos we had a tourism course going on. yups! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/400/class%20photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Our class outing to Marche after geography trip to URA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/400/514431643305_0_BG%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-114008319902362015?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114008319902362015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/114008319902362015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/02/whole-lot-of-outings-our-class-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113992536239214818</id><published>2006-02-14T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T22:00:00.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's valentine's day today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alright alright! so there's love in the air, passion everywhere and flowers in girls' hands. hahahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i had a great time in skl today! First of all! Early in the morning...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I received this huge, tall, stout and totally beautiful sunflower from Zheng Yang! It really brightened up my day cos i was still asking my mum if i'll get any flowers this year. hahahaha! after which, we sorta exchanged presents amongst ourselves (my class) during break time. I've got this wonderful, funky looking box from lydia and i love it really! so nice! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lala surprised me by popping up wif another present.. a bookmark. It's actually in the form of a flower.. and it's got a big wide smile! hahahahaa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm..... let's see. So i got a rose too.. from jeff cos he's leaving for poly, and he sorta gave each girl in class a nice pretty rose. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, it is inevitable tt i have to make a comparison between the sunflower and rose. cos both of them are in my hands. hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I, personally, love both of them. hahaha! wat a way to say it! but all along, i'd prefer sunflowers more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is it so? hmm.. cos i love the sun and wheneva i see the sunflower, it reminds me of the brightness and warmth of the sun. so deep... hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most importantly! I jus simply love it too much tt i tried growing one in a pot. Oh well, it turned out rather skinny looking at the one tt i received today. haha! oh man! it's huge! *wide-eyed*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we had an excursion to chinatown for some Chinese tourism thingy.I was asked to be the tour guide for a short while, but ended up speaking in english when i'm supposed to speak mandarin. ahhhhh!!! so traumatising. *sighs. wat to do? i jus kept stuttering when i was trying my best to speak in fluent chinese. ahh! another trauma. but anyhow! the chinese culture is like an intricate weave of historic moments which jus amazed me. i enjoyed the trip!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113992536239214818?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113992536239214818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113992536239214818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-valentines-day-today-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113949610403148917</id><published>2006-02-09T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T22:41:44.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentine's Day is coming!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahhhh!!! *runs around smacking head*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahaha! well! Leann, my class chairperson was asking for &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;roses.&lt;/span&gt; Oh man! cos there's the J1s in our skl selling roses for a few good dollars to help the JJ needy fund. She was 'reminding' everyone to buy roses for her. so we went around plucking flowers for her. hahahha! she's got nectar all over her la. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yups! so we went to &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Marche &lt;/span&gt;jus now (Suntec branch) and had a fabulous meal. (in which i was so full, think i could jus burst) hahaha! I had 'rosti' - some sorta sliced potato to make it look like noodles, wif sour cream by the side and a sausage - while my other frens had crepes, pizzas and all sorta oh-so-delicious-looking-but-not-sure-how-it-tastes-like food. ok, we were having a farewell party for jeffery as he's gg to leave us for beautiful girls. hahahha! u believed tt!?! it's not really actually, well, we might not noe.. hahahha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT! the main reason was basically he's gg to the poly. ya. it's good and bad. but we shan't delve into it la uh. *tears welling up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*preparation for run to the nearest tissue box.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahah! okok.. he's a nice guy and we'll seriously miss his wonderful outburst of joy. yups!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;back to food. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As i was saying jus now, the food's not too bad. Very very filling and i like the ambience! it's sth different! cool music too! btw, it's known that Marche means market in that language. Come to think abt it, i think it's not even a market. Maybe a high-class market? oh well, I'm really tired so all the weird thots lyk these will start popping up. hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113949610403148917?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113949610403148917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113949610403148917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day-is-coming-ahhhh-runs.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113939842051265485</id><published>2006-02-08T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T22:44:12.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our time at the NTU Model United Nations Conference!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the 2 China delegates!hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="351" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/320/P1010134.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113939842051265485?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113939842051265485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113939842051265485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/02/our-time-at-ntu-model-united-nations.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113914260689363836</id><published>2006-02-05T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T20:30:06.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey hey hey!! it's been such a long time since i've written sth.. hahahha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway! I jus came back (not too long ago) from the NTU model united nations conference which was held since yesterday. Well! it ended today.. so tt makes a span of two days. hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright, it's quite an eye-opening scene. Looking at the fact that it's a mixture of jc, poly and uni students. A whole lot of different perspectives. There's plenty of discussion abt various issues. yups! For my team, we were in the Historical Security Council. It concerns mainly the 1967 wars taking place in the middle-eastern countries and how we try to resolve it.  There's the other council though! the security council which talks abt nuclear proliferation.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jus a bit of background info. there's only 2 pple in a team. With regards to who i'm partnered with...it's a secret. hahahaha! jus joking!! I'm partnering my dear fren, rekha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first day's (yesterday) first few hours were disastrous for us. I'm really tired and exhausted because the day before, i had some training at orchard and sorta reached home at 1130 p.m. Then!! there's the research which i did till 1.50 a.m. so i slept seriously late. tt explains the whole thingy as to why i'm so tired. and as for rekha, in the midst of the first few hrs, she's feeling miserable cos she 'switched off' during the discussion. ok..the whole sentence before this was what i heard from her. hahahahahha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so as i was saying, we're supposedly to pretend we're in 1967 and we have to solve the current crisis. My team represented china though. yups! Since rekha and i decided we're communist, so we'll try (as much as we do) to follow and accompliment USSR's decision. Communism rocks (my socks)  *winks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on this note. I'd like to say tt i might have been too quiet and put rekha in a spot because i'm not talkg to the assembly as a whole, but only discussing wif her issues.We can somewhat summarise and say tt she's the speaker and i'm the writer. hahahaha! cos there's oso the background sneaky work which we can do, that is to pass little slips of pp to create alliance wif various countries. hahah! i've been writing those notes. hahahha! Partly, i felt tt i dun wanna raise my voice and shout across to the whole room which is huge. (wat a weird reason!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok. there's a point to note though. We, China didnt talk much. I think over the course of 2 days, we only spoke up for 5 times. hahahahaha! oh well, everybody, we have to realise tt China jus experienced a trauma in 1967 times, cos there's the loss of chairman Mao. *sighs. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awy! It's lyk.. Syria, Egypt, Israel, USSR and USA were the ones who kept harping and trying to resolve issues. with australia trying to chip in a bit at times. hmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Territorial rights, ceasefire occurrence, DMZ to be set up so that no more fighting can occur etc. All these were the main topics tt came out. Alright, so China was HISTORICALLY supposed to side wif the USA. However we made clear our stand in the beginning that we want Israel to return all the territorial states that they've conquered back to syria and egypt. IN TURN, we recognise their sovereignty. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW! in this whole conference, we have instead sided wif USSR becos they've so happened, came up wif the same stand as us. Many countries were telling us that we've to side wif US becos in HISTORY, we ARE building ties wif them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO!! it's not an exact re-enactment of wateva that took place in the 1960s. It's an issue as to who has a better stand and what we shd actually try to get to, at the end of the day. US keeps coming up wif points to protect Israel's sovereignty. But they've forgotten that Israel was the first to fight egypt and syria, taking away their lands. oh man! wat a headache this is. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*issue continues wif all the alliance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yups! it ended wif a common resolution drafted by all the countries. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because we've had enough of these stuff k. it's a waste of time if we still let the issue hang in the air. There needs to be some compromise ... lyk 'give and take' tt kinda thing ya noe. hahhaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One learning point to take home is that the world needs to learn how to live in harmony. ok.. dun really make sense cos it's too vague. So i shall phrase it again.. haha! maybe i shd say tt 'everyone has different viewpoints and considers their own interests of cos, so in order to come to a consensus, all of those involved would have to compromise.' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sounds better?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113914260689363836?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113914260689363836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113914260689363836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-hey-hey-its-been-such-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113859059380472246</id><published>2006-01-30T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T11:09:54.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's the Chinese New Year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sounds of lion dance drumbeats and all the excitement*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright! so the day before yesterday, my cousin and her new-born baby brother came to my hse. Oh well, he looks so... sleepy? hahaha! i jus felt lyk waking him up, and tell him tt,"It's chinese new year! so can u jus stop sleeping!" hahaha! but he's only one month old, so i guess he'll jus sleep no matter wat. Even if i were to use a 'gong'. In another perspective, he looks sorta handsome and cute. hahaha! jus lyk his sis when she's still a baby. NOW!! oh man! tt little girl who used to be so small and cuddly... is the class monitress of her class! by the way, she's jus started her pri.1 education. trust her to rise in ranks so fast. I predict she'll be nominated for the prefectorial board in pri.3. hahahaha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyhow! I totally enjoyed the whole day! cos we played a lot of games; monopoly, taught her how to write chinese words, played some cards like Donkey etc. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But i was really tired out around 5 p.m., so i took a short nap. Again! I'm having a cold! so i had this medicine to cure me of my blocked nose. It's how fascinating tt a little bit drug can alter one's bodily functions and even affect the brain. hmm... is tt the beauty of science? hahahaha! so ironic. here i am trying to appreciate science when i'm an ardent lover of the arts. oh well!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fortunately, i only had a half hour nap, and she left another half hour later. Gave her a huge hug and squeezed her. hahahah! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alright! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be going to my uncle's place later and i might see my childhood friend. I think. cos i'm going back to my childhood place. hahah! wat a way to call it. let's hope and see wat reality brings...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113859059380472246?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113859059380472246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113859059380472246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-chinese-new-year-sounds-of-lion.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113781034221213147</id><published>2006-01-21T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T10:25:42.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had a fabulous time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went back to westwood and totally TOTALLY loved it! I'm back to my second home. hahahha! The atmosphere..from my own sentiments, it's so pure. In reality, it's so friendly! guess wat! I graduated from this lovely place a year and a month ago. Yet! the people still remember my name!?! so how gr8 is tt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love everythg there!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So as i was saying, I went back to girls' brigade! helped a little,actually quite a lot,at the stall. hahah! I was busy making fun of the sec 2 gb gals cos they're always sitting around and talkg. well, they're v cute little gals. hahaha! Awy! I was craving for the canteen food. so weird.. i used to call the supposedly 'canteen' as a cafeteria, cos of all the round tables they used to place there. now! it's all jus mere benches. long, practical benches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the food rocks awy! tt's the most impt thing i want to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*makes me sound lyk a fat glutton. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but! the mee soto is really good! at least, much better than the current one i'm having now in my skl. oh man! tt taste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hahaha! so the gals were very enthusiastic abt recruitment...hmm..maybe. *winks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but i'm more interested wif food. even though i love gb jus as much. hahahahah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;oOpS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113781034221213147?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113781034221213147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113781034221213147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/01/had-fabulous-time-went-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113685905113716688</id><published>2006-01-10T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T17:53:09.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/1600/I%20love%20this%20one!.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;-p&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pork Chop and Butter Pig&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our outing to esplanade!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;*I'm not les k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/320/I%20love%20this%20one%21.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113685905113716688?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113685905113716688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113685905113716688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-sweetie-pie-and-ipork-chop-and.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113672969485950184</id><published>2006-01-08T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T10:13:40.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it's been a great day today and I really thank God for everythg!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, my bestie and I met up finally and we went to Esplanade for lunch! hahahaha! yups! though the rain can't stop falling, but the trip was not at all affected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so excited to catch up on all the news and updates of each other that my mouth sorta didnt stop talkg. hahaha! so when we reached city hall, we jus went straight to the esplanade cos of the noise made by our stomachs. oOps! hahaha! we passed by the foyer where there's plenty of exhibitions! a lot of quilts sewn wif pictures! v nice and intricate designs! so we took a few pictures here and there! i must thank the lady for her help in taking our pics. she's so nice! hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Awy! we didnt take a lot of photos before lunch cos the grumbles from our stomachs were getting louder. hahah! so embarassing! *I'm jus exaggerating .. *winks**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Thai Express and enjoyed the splendid food! it's so fabulous that i can't stop eating! hahah! v filling too! I ordered a bowl of soup that seemed lyk Bak Kut Teh, but i think it's the thai version. yups! slyvia ate tom yum soup noodles. oh man! it's so delicious! plus the direct view of the waterfront! I think the ambience rocks totally. Both of us agreed that it's a v v suitable place for couples to lunch out. hmmm. hhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after all the filling in of our grumpy stomachs to stop it from grumbling any further, we walked past a shop that sorta made bears come alive! have u ever seen a bear who has a birth cert? oh man! and the pictures in the shop's so well-taken! the bear is acknowledged as a real human being i think! so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;So there we are, taking a few pictures wif this ultra big giant bear sitting behind the shop's window. hmm.. nice pictures! and they're taken by this v lovely 70plus year old auntie. hahha! thks to her that we've got great pics on the way too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after our trip to esplanade,both of the pigs sorta went to starbucks to get some coffee. and i was looking at this weird 'stick' and asking slyvia wat's tt? and we agreed that it might be a straw, cos there's holes on the sticks! but to our amazement, this guy was lyk smiling and saying it's a stirrer (for stirring coffee). Oh man!! we were so embarassed. oh well! maybe it's cos I haven't stepped into the coffee cafe for lyk ... years and years. and I think it's cos both of us have nv seen such a thing before! hahha!&lt;br /&gt;so we went off into raffles city for some shopping spree. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..I'm tired typing this. the experience is jus too wonderful to be penned down in words. I'd be doing injustice to it if I continue. *Cos ur narrator is jus too tired!! hahhahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went to jurong point cos the rain didnt stop. for so long! oh man! i bought a nail polish and it rocks totally! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! I shall add some pics to describe our trip the next time i log in.&lt;br /&gt;Jus wanna say;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113672969485950184?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113672969485950184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113672969485950184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-love-my-day-its-been-great-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113661416979201956</id><published>2006-01-07T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T14:09:29.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;What's all that water falling!?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm oh-not-that-really-but-still-counted fuming mad!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh man! I was supposed to go swimming swim swim wif my besties. 3 of them. hahahaha! but if u add me..it'll be 4 of cos. *arggh! i shall stop my nonsense! hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so there i was, sitting in the middle of hte bus-stop, depressed cos i missed a bus. Then!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raindrops are falling on my head...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(luckily I had shelter..if not i'd be wet) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smelling all tt horrible, disgusting pollution from the cars and buses, I called one of my besties to ask her whether shd we go. Well, she's still at home cos there was a heavy downpour at her hse. and we concluded after 8 mins, tt we shd not go. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahhhhhhh!!! *runs around in a frenzy!!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so depressed and suddenly! all of a sudden!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I felt lyk eating potato chips once i reached home. hahahahahaha! then after i ate chips and listened to some songs to get me back on track... I sorta fell asleep. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's wat directors of Pig Channel do. I'm such a role model. *winks*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I'm not tt depressed now actually. Just lazing around and trying to do some research on some affairs regarding the PRC. hahahha! maybe I'd continue my sleep. hmmm...interesting!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113661416979201956?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113661416979201956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113661416979201956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/01/whats-all-that-water-falling-im-oh-not.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113653846458606635</id><published>2006-01-06T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T17:07:44.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once Had&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was in a bus jus now, supposedly to be so tired and out-of-thoughts as I sorta used too much 'brain juice' working on a project. Suddenly, amidst all my exhaustion and 'blank-ness' in the mind, my eyes turned to an old lady sitting opposite me. Oh my goodness!! I almost fell off the seat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though she's sleeping, but she resembles tt of my grandma. (Well, I dun really like giving the word 'late' to my grandmother cos I simply love her too much) yups! and the memories of her were awoken once again. the tear glands are trying so hard to work on me again!! wat's tis! but awy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thot of a poem for my dear beloved ultra loved missed by all of us dearly Grandma;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;while I was recollecting my thots back again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so here it goes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I once had her laughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I once had her smiles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I once had her lots of chats with her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I once freaked out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I once saw her walking, but behind the windows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I once thought it was a thief because the windows were covered with another sheet of plastic (so i can't see clearly) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I once didn't dare to open the door&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I once was a little girl afraid of thieves ( due to all the Enid Blyton stories*rolls eyes*)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I opened the door&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As she once opened the door in my life ever since I was born&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I once had plenty of chances to watch cantonese shows with her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I once had lots of opportunities to fold cranes with her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I once had nights which I'd spend wif her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I once had birthdays with the presence of her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all of which I once had&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all of which now made me sad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all i hope now is that she's happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that is all i can say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113653846458606635?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113653846458606635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113653846458606635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/01/once-had-i-was-in-bus-jus-now.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113644744503202541</id><published>2006-01-05T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T15:50:45.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confusion...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So! i'm caught wif so many things. all coming up, up, UP at once!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahhhh!! tt's lyk so messy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suddenly i'm  stuck in deep thots...and yest during lit class. My teacher sorta let us watch a movie and I'm stuck in deep thots again. the title's called THX 1138. it's a precursor to Star Wars (according to him..haha!)and it's not bad. not bad at all! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm jus trying to relate it to the topics. this action resulted me in thinking for the whole night. hahahaha! yups!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alright! i'll have to think of other stuff too. it's quite cool to keep thinkg eh. hahahahhaa! wat's tt supposed to mean man!?!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113644744503202541?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113644744503202541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113644744503202541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/01/confusion.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113636176982971551</id><published>2006-01-04T15:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T16:12:50.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So there's the good, bad and the ugly...hmmm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As u would have read from my earlier post abt children and all the hoo-haa that they've created in this peaceful world, now I'm going to continue teasing them and their eccentric ways which sometimes puzzle me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Children; sometimes known to be the cutest, oh-so-cuddly! creatures eva on earth. Though their so-called well-known 'special powers' will cease to exist once they're reached a certain age of maturity. haha! then! their status will be changed to 'oh-so-pretty/handsome'. hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In awy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was watching the news yest, and it appears to me tt some of the pri. 1 kids are having a bit of difficulty adapting into the education system. and the news sorta mentioned tt it'll result in depression! tt's even worse. wat's gg on man!?!*at this point, i shall stop my nonsense and get to rational thinking* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's such an irony becos there ARE kids who are so adapted into the education system!! they've seemed to start skl since the age of 2 and a half? is tt too late? or has the trend changed? *suspicious look* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As of now, I'll jus focused on some of the kids who are really ahead in the 'heads race'. Not exactly referring to the kids who can't adapt cos it's jus part of life tt they've to experience this phase uh. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I remembered a boy in the same kindergarten class as me. And it's sorta our first day..i think. He pee-ed on his pants while crying for his mother!! poor little fellow. I was indeed traumatised by tt! but he's alright after our class sorta bonded. yups! it's rather funny now.hahah! come to think of it. Awy!back to the topic... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Starting wif some 'playgroup'.if tt's wat they call it? and then, kids are trained to swim, made to go for ballet lessons, learn the piano and all other kinds of instruments, trained for expertise in a language or two etc etc. This idea seems to me tt of one sort which is REALLY appealing! but the point is.. are these kids on the verge of losing their childhood? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's a child to think of when he/she grows up? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"oh! I spent my childhood days learning how to play a piano, swim, going for dance lessons, extra language classes, going for some birthday parties that doesn't give me a lot of memories..."??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"All of which, or maybe most of them, i'll jus simply lose contact wif and forget it given due time." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But everyone has everyone's own childhood. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh well, personally, i think tt there's too much stress and 'kiasu-ism' gg on. It's gonna be a tough time outside in the education system definitely, in the near future. It is actually happening now too! everywhere are reports on them! oh man! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have u ever thought of an ideal childhood?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i havent tho. hahaha! but i'm perfectly happy wif my own's. hahahah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113636176982971551?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113636176982971551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113636176982971551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-theres-good-bad-and-ugly_04.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113552895594170528</id><published>2005-12-26T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:44:01.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Movies...and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I jus watched 'Sweet home alabama' and it's real sweet! oh man! wat a show! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I think tt Reese Witherspoon did a gr8 job and she rocks in this show la uh. The content rocks more. haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I think home is the best. *agree? nods head continuously* but awy! if u dun agree, I'll still take my stand firmly! hahah! jus joking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But ya! No matter where we go, the world is still none sweeter than home. Cos tt's where we all came from and it's always good to get to some place familiar. yups! more sense of security oso. haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So as i was saying, totally enjoyed it tho i missed the first 45 mins of it. hahaha! but the twists in the story was rather unexpected. Maybe i'm not so imaginative tt's y. hahaha! wateva. so I think i could somewhat add it into my collection of favourite movies. haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Well, there's '2 week's notice' on top charts. Then, there's 'love actually' and a lot more like ' 13 going 30' and horror shows such as 'shutter' ... oOh!! it's fantastic man! i was hiding behind the popcorn box cos my sling bag is too small. ahh! ahahaha! yups!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so this christmas! I watched a 'fabuloso' movie! haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and i did bestie no. 1's birthday cum christmas present!! yay! I love it totally! i'll place it on my table for a while before giving it to her so i can look and admire it. haha! so proud of it man! yups! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113552895594170528?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113552895594170528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113552895594170528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/12/movies.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113534242667896118</id><published>2005-12-23T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:48:23.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The eve of christmas eve...hahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alright! I went to my cousin's place today... jus to give all the accumulated christmas presents to her. hahaha! she's gonna have a wonderful time opening them! cos it's all so beau-ti-ful!! oh man! tt lucky little gal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Awy! i watched a bit of the show 'Bewitched' and sorta sat next to her while she played her computer games... some spongebob thingy and finding nemo game. well, i love the movie Finding Nemo a lot, but the game is sort of disappointing man! it's so weird!! the fishes jus kept saying 'tt's so cool, dude!!', or sth lyk 'tt's great, dude!!' I'm wondering y there's so much 'dude' inside. hahahaa! awy! it's quite fun seemingly..to a little girl of 5 years. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And the interesting part was tt she touched my eyebrows and looked at my ear-rings. so weird... haha! i think tt's v cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;she's got a slight fever btw... hahha! jus joking!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but ya..she's been having panadol and seemed rather drowsy and all. I jus dun lyk being sick! it's really annoying and seems to be a conspiracy to make me slp! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after tt i went to jurong point wif mum. bought lotsa stuff. Ingredients to bake cookies ( I learnt it from my cousin) and all the other groceries. Bought a shirt too! v nice! ooh lala! hahaha! and...some sushi!! from Fiesta!!! and cheesecake! i think it rocks totally! yups!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;suddenly I jus realised tt there's an outbreak of 'and's. hhaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm gonna watch a show later! I love this day totally! yups!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113534242667896118?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113534242667896118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113534242667896118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/12/eve-of-christmas-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113464540809755120</id><published>2005-12-15T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T19:20:09.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;What's all tt abt bird flu!?! they're not sick at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was almost murdered by a big bird yesterday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, it all started wif the totalitarian regime not opening the food stalls! had they opened the stalls and gave us some food, I wouldn't have to go out to the petrol station to get cup noodles and risk my life!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is totally absurd! but awy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so there I was...walking wif my fren, wanjing, to the petrol station. Suddenly!! a big black bird swopped down from the tree and wanted to catch my head! I dodged...so it flew away! hahaha! luckily, my reaction was fast! if not, i think my hair would be gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so i turned and asked my fren, who, not knowing tt my life was in danger and was busy telling me abt the latest updates - crushes and all the annoying guys (hahahaha!) - whether i looked like a tree.. was it cos of my hair or sth? maybe i had leaves on my hair!!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but who cares! tt stewpid bird put me on my toes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so much so tt today when i went back to skl again..i had to observe my surroundings, in case he assassinates me again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I muz bring a gun or a rifle or a bazooka to shoot him down next time round. That's if he harasses me again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113464540809755120?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113464540809755120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113464540809755120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/12/whats-all-tt-abt-bird-flu-theyre-not.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113421282216717188</id><published>2005-12-10T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T19:08:15.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, my day started wif me gg to the clinic..hahaha! cos I'm still having this v bad cough and it doesn't seem to be gg away anytime soon. yups! so the only choice might be the doctor who in turn, might hopefully find a cure for it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as i was sitting there waiting for the doctor, oh man! there's so much things to see! tho half the time i spent on reading a book to get my time moving. hahaha! wat a way to express it! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But anyway! here's some of the observations tt I made. It's jus my personal perspective and i merely picked it out from daily actions cooked up by pple, in the public. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the first thing tt caught my attention was this lady, she shd be in her late 30s i presume. There she sat, a few rows in front of me, wif her mother (abt 70 years old) and i think shd be her daughter or sth ( jus a child below 10 years of age). yups! 3 of them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her voice was rather loud, so i could literally hear wat she was saying. however, the good thing is tt i dun really understand the language she's using.. most prob sounds to me lyk cantonese. haha! awy, a man covered in bandage was sitting on the same row as me, and i tink she asked her mother to look at the guy.. cos he's quite seriously injured. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sounds fine to me if she asked her to look and the mother jus look for a few seconds, then TURN her head off! please! even such a simple act she don't even noe!!?! so the 'best' part was tt both of them stared at him wif such disgust for a good few minutes! an they were whispering here and there...till an extent tt i was so pissed off. luckily tt man was sleeping, if not i think world war 3 will begin soon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's one of the 'weird' behaviours portrayed by people nowadays, who jus simply do not know how to practise caution and awareness to the surroundings. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's really rude! the fact tt she's rather well-dressed, it creates a greater impact! the stark contrast between her image and her behaviour have also led me to a thought ... tt image doesn't count even when the inner beauty is so ugly. something to reinforce the idea tt her attitude is poor was when i was in the pharmacy waiting for my turn to get the medicine, she stood directly in front of me and yawned. WITHOUT covering her mouth! trust my luck! hahaha! I was gg 'What's tis!!' but i left much earlier and i thank God for it! hahahaa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113421282216717188?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113421282216717188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113421282216717188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/12/well-my-day-started-wif-me-gg-to.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113412156692910465</id><published>2005-12-09T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T17:52:13.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pictures from the Camp! (2nd- 4th Dec. 05')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/320/all%20of%20us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tt's all of us from the girls' brigade 9th company!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just minutes before we officially start the training session. haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/320/Ahhh%21%21%20Mabel%21%20straight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mabel, my dear little sister of gb; who tried to be funny and jumped on me for a piggy-back ride!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yups! so i was caught in the action! wif this oh-she-looks-so-light-but-she's-heavy girl...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/320/In%20the%20pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So! we were separated in 2 groups for training. Each group consists of 12 people. yups!tt's us before we got our 'shortboats'... alright! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intro to shortboats. They spin extremely fast if u don't kayak fast enough. One minute u might be in a certain direction, but the next minute, u might be on the extreme left. well, i sorta figured out tt paddling does not always need to be 'left-right-left-right', it could be 'left-left-left-right' or sth lyk tt. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4012/1696/320/Getting%20in%20the%20kayak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we're going out into the sea in pairs!! yay! we're helping the gals get into the kayaks first cos we alrdy know how to get into the boat properly. u noe, for some of them, this might be the first time. yups!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113412156692910465?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113412156692910465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113412156692910465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/12/pictures-from-camp-2nd-4th-dec.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113396602940290767</id><published>2005-12-07T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T22:37:22.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Horrible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you! intentionally mentioned something absolutely hurtful to me didn't! make even a slightest known movement regarding... an apology... My enjoyable, fun outing turned amazingly. From another perspective, you disgust utterly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Look who's the worst, weakest, atrocious, starkly nauseating, sickly, totally lame, irritating, nonsensical, picky person!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113396602940290767?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113396602940290767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113396602940290767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/12/horrible-you-intentionally-mentioned.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113392765264373805</id><published>2005-12-07T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T11:58:49.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Flashbacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was jus relaxing..listening to some music, when sth dawned upon me. It has been on my mind for the past few days. so weird.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but anyway!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have u ever remembered ur childhood frens? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, tt day i was surfing the web and i saw this guy who somewhat resembled my childhood fren. I'm not sure if he's really him..hahah! but i was jus thinkg of the time spent wif this wonderful fren of mine when i was young. i might say tt i had a tinge of funny feeling for him! But tt's in kindergarten u noe. hahaha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;btw, I'm very very vain when i was in kindergarten. I wear high-heel shoes to skl instead of white shoes. And they come in all sorts of colours. Pink with a ribbon in front, red, white. yups! but i prefer the pink one to the rest. hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fought my way to sit next to him tho. Once, we were having lessons in the class and i was sitting at the back while he was sitting in front. So in order to sit in front..i cried. it was so terrible! i cried lyk a mad person, telling my teacher i wanted to sit in front. But in the end, i got to sit next to him. yay!hahahaha! he asked me wat happened...and i jus said i couldn't see from the back. yups! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nonetheless, it's been so long since i've last seen him. I won't be able to figure out how he looks lyk now...i tink. he's v tall when we were still together and he's very fair. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tt's all left for me...the images of him. I jus wanna meet tis long-lost fren of mine..see how much he's changed. hahaha! so weird.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lyrics by Hal;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'll be there waiting on you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'll be there wishing, hoping and praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113392765264373805?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113392765264373805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113392765264373805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/12/flashbacks-i-was-jus-relaxing.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113387102692846143</id><published>2005-12-06T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T22:53:14.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today's a long day!hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went out wif the debaters and had lotsa fun!ermm...tho i didnt talk a lot.so weird! I'm supposed to talk a lot! maybe cos i talked too much yesterday! ...excuses!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still remembered tt day when i was in camp(2nd to 4th dec)...telling the gb(girls' brigade) gals tt i can't live without talkg ...and here i am...today!keeping so super quiet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awy! I really enjoyed myself! Me,rekha,bjorn (i prefer to call him beyonce..hahahah!),vincent and juli went to watch 'saw II'. before the movie,we were sharing abt the past few debates against other skls and how animals affect our lives. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahaha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so rekha asked us abt the top 3 favourite animals tt we lyk.. and state the reason. oh well! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I told her tt my top 3 choices are.. (I didnt noe it's supposed to be according to ranking!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) a lazy fat cat - cos it's fat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) a dog - cos it's loyal and a man's best friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) a pig - cos of the gr8 memories it had brought me and it's real cute! go watch the movie 'Babe' and u'll understand..hopefully&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so rekha told me tt the 1st choice refers to wat u want to be, 2nd animal being wat pple think of you and the 3rd animal was supposed to be who u are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okie! it's so weird tt i said all these animals...but!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they're really the few animals tt have always been hanging around in my mind for ...years! i dun wanna be a fat cat..nor am i a pig. tho i'm a co-director of Pig Channel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intro of Pig Channel! so exciting! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's a channel produced by my bestie and i. we specialise in creating movies out of comic strips and we have professional pig artistes to star in each strip. hahaha! tt's jus a brief intro. Awy! let's not sidetrack.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so there i was..stunned by the answer.hahahaha! afterwhich we watched 'saw II' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wat a STEWPID show! it's seriously silly and there's countless of vulgarities used. I think the storyline is gone-case and the director seemed to bank all his excitement upon the vulgarities used. wat's the point of making a movie when the audience dun even get thrilled!?! i'm definitely not thrilled at all. It's jus a lousy trick of making pple get scared by the use of fake blood..screams and a total lot of vulgarities. I'm so pissed by the way the script was written! how am i to figure out wat they are trying to say when half the time, it's all vulgarities. especially tt 4-letter word!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after this dreadful movie..we went to swensons! yay! i went there yest!hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had earthquake and played a card game called 'galloping pigs' ...quite cool tho. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i was rather disturbed when part of a conversation turned and hit me. there were a lot of thots running around in my brain as usual. (wat a way to describe!) but yups! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a whole lot of them. tonnes of thots were lyk raining upon me.(no wonder beyonce told me tt there's a lot of 'secrets bubbling' around me..hahahahha!so funny!he rocks!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;okie!i shan't talk abt it cos i dun lyk to keep unhappy stuff wif me and worse still! typing it in this time-consuming blog to remind me of the unhappy incident! NO WAY! hahahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i went home wif rekha and went to takashimaya.did some shopping there as usual.hahahhaa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I love my day!it's fabulous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113387102692846143?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113387102692846143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113387102692846143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/12/todays-long-dayhahaha-went-out-wif.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113386894736568792</id><published>2005-12-05T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T19:35:47.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; B&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Finally 17!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;here's to being seventeen and insane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113386894736568792?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113386894736568792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113386894736568792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-birthdayfinally-17heres-to-being.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113342262415154858</id><published>2005-12-01T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T15:37:04.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's gg to be my b'dae soon!so exciting!! I'm gg kayaking at pasir ris this saturday too!hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't wait!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113342262415154858?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113342262415154858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113342262415154858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-gg-to-be-my-bdae-soonso-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113323287125414538</id><published>2005-11-29T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T22:59:27.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Tiring Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well,yesterday was really tiring.Oh man!I went to skl rather early cos I'm meeting rekha for some meeting later wif Mrs Tan.yups!we're supposed to be getting some $$ which we're gg to NTU to pass to some lady. Alright..I was a bit late.by a few mins.hahahaha!but awy!rekha looked as tho she put make-up on her face the day before and couldn't rub it off.hahaha!she looks prettier wif those dark eye rings.oOps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So off we go to NTU...supposedly to meet the lady at canteen A but due to a change of plans.Ermm...we're to meet at hall 14's canteen. This is where the problem began. We're seriously not familiar wif the NTU map and all the locations.The day before..I jus asked my sis how to get to canteen A cos she is a grad from there.hahaha!i JUST knew the way to canteen A...now ...we have to get to hall 14 and i don't have a map wif me! oh man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;*P.S. I'm gg to change my style of writing to a v cool one. hope u understand. cos tt's the best way i can think of to write for the incident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so rekha and I took a bus from the interchange in hope of reaching hall 14 miraculously..amazingly. but the bus doesn't go to hall 14 at all. we got down at the second bus-stop, in between hall 6 and hall 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I sms-d the lady and asked her how to get there(hall 14).she said there's an internal shuttle bus. We waited at the bus-stop for quite a while. a few public buses shot by us. how sad! then the shuttle bus came. there's letters on it! how intriguing! A,B,C. the uncle from shuttle bus A said we got to get on C to reach hall 14. and C is available across the road. we waited again. got on bus C and reached hall 14. didnt noe where the bell to stop the bus was. I shouted at the uncle to stop. he was pissed off. so was I. he said the one in the middle of the air-con on top of our heads was a bell. no indication at all...it IS a bell. it's jus a red button. P-LEASE! awy..wat a morning. i haven't finished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;We reached tt hall 14. smell of food was so tempting. we're hungry and tired out by this tour around NTU. ok.so we met the lady. she's v pretty. oh man! her long hair and friendliness. awy! we both agreed to some extent tt she's pretty. hahaha! so we spoke to her for BARELY 5 MINS! and we got hold of a few cds. we can go..cos everythg is supposed to be read at home. WHAT! but awy. hall 14 is really familiar cos ......... i lived there before for a few days. It's my dormitory during pre-u seminar. some seminar tt was held in june and u get to live in hostels. yups!i can even run to what-used-to-be-my-room. hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Finally got to hall 14...but how to get back? shoots. we waited at the bus-stop and a public bus 199 came. behind, was a shuttle bus B. we thot tt if we took shuttle bus B we could find back the public bus 179. so the slow-moving bus went on wif it's route and we couldn't find tt bus-stop wif 179. how great! the bus is freaking rekha off. and I'm so freaked out too. cos it's making me feel lyk puking. really horrid.we stopped at a bus-stop...our limits are tested. but we're lucky to get off at tt bus-stop cos it's jus a blessing to get off tt bus. it's really slow and i think it's slower than me walking. hahaha! anyhow! we took 199. TO THINK TT IT WENT THE SAME WAY AS TT SLOW-COACH BUS!! tt's a revision as to the routes of NTU shuttle bus...especially bus B!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;so we got to jurong point. fresh air! hahahahaa!how ironic! it shd be NTU tt's the one filled wif fresh air! so lyk i said earlier, we ARE terribly hungry! stomach's growling and grumbling. yeah. grumble grumble grumble. hahaha! but we bought tickets to exorcism of emily rose first before eating our lunch. after a fabulous meal. we shopped a bit for clothes and went into the Snoppy fun-house. hahaha!supposedly to count some weird faces of snoopy and the christmas tree. rekha was tired so we sat on some chairs in McCafe. hahhaa! to think tt we saw leann and her sexy. hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;awy! i think we're both freaked out when we watched emily rose. there were a lot of screaming. Jennifer Carpenter can be crowned as the 'screaming queen of hollywood' man! the lawyer ...acted by Laura Linney. was fantastic! i think she's really immersed into her role. one splendid actress tt is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;okie!i've to stop here..cos i'm a bit tired.. haahhaa! but this day is one suitcase of memories! yups totally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113323287125414538?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113323287125414538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113323287125414538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/11/tiring-yesterday-wellyesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113300759946974836</id><published>2005-11-26T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T20:19:59.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;What an embarassing yet eye-opening day! *it all starts wif 'e'!so amazing!hahaha!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Alright! *breathes in deeply* I went shopping wif my mother today...at IMM.It's really cool cos i got to see a lot of stuff at Giant,Daiso and all the other shops selling garments and accessories.Sorta an eye-opener for me...cos it's not often that i get to go IMM.hahaha!and I bought lotsa of stuff..yups! so heavy man!u noe..IMM's rather far from my hse,though it's not too far.but...oh well! *opens eyes...pams facing out...u noe tt picture!!sorta matter-of-factly* so tt explains y i got so many stuff..hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Awy! the super embarassing thingy tt happened today was when I was on level 3 and there's a sale ..I was so fascinated by a pair of jeans cos the embroidery on it was ... oh so fabulous!*oh man!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So there's still a few sizes to choose from. of cos..I took the smallest size after the lady took my measurements. Since the jeans was rather cheap and it's an open-area sale, logically there's no fitting rooms provided.yups!and thus, we have to buy the clothes and if it doesn't fit, we'll be able to change it immediately. okie...becos of these background info..I wasn't aware of wat was gg to happen once I chose that pair of jeans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I chose the smallest size and bought it...so happily,I went to the washroom to change it. Oh man!how small it is! so i came out and changed to another bigger size which i thot might fit! u noe tt smelly, dsgusting washroom was alrdy getting up my nerves. It is seriously gross-ing me out man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;the second size tt i took was ok at the waist but the part at the legs was too tight. I felt uncomfy. Out i came from the toilet and went back to the lady at the stall. I think we can sorta make frens cos i went back so many times!!! now i placed my hopes on this next pair of jeans. I sound so fat!think i need a slimming session...but awy! it fits miraculously. oh great! thk God! if not, I'll have to try again! hahahha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wat a day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113300759946974836?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113300759946974836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113300759946974836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-embarassing-yet-eye-opening-day.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113292798190483262</id><published>2005-11-25T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T22:13:01.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to city hall yest wif my sis..hahaha! so exciting! but awy!I went home alone cos she has to meet her fren.yups! on my way home, I went to both me and my bestie's hse. hahaha! the old memories man!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alright...we are not lesbians..jus tt we have a hse!it's at citylink mall.Happy hse.hahaha!I love tt place!Jus went in to see how everythg is running.we have a butler who takes care of things.haha! my bestie's too busy i guess.yups.tt fellow pig!she's got lotsa proj..I think i'm the only one who keeps reminiscing abt the oldies.hehe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113292798190483262?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113292798190483262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113292798190483262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-yes-i-went-to-city-hall-yest-wif-my.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113284414449469620</id><published>2005-11-24T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T22:55:44.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;ok...tt entry i posted earlier today was disgusting..so messy!hahhaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;lyk i said,it's a change of format, in which the format is one tt i can't stand v much. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But the contents are very nice...TOTALLY appealing!yups!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113284414449469620?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113284414449469620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113284414449469620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113280622714186756</id><published>2005-11-24T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T23:01:37.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;After a week of being sick and taking horrible-tasting medicine tt constantly puts me to sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;still a bit sick tho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but awy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt; is tt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yay!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(everybody agrees*nods head in total agreement*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*LOUD APPLAUSE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I watched Harry Potter wif my sis and brother!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so cool!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;it gives the feeling of being so,so,extremely 'dark'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(jus exaggerating slightly)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;no wonder my little cousin dun wanna watch wif us.It's bound to freak children out.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;awy! it's a&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;film...jus tt dumbledore spoke too fast. He's supposed to be&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; wise&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;meek&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jumpy&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; aggressive&lt;/span&gt;.oh man!wat a change! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;the popcorn was great too!nice lemon tea!my most beloved drink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;ok..I'm feeling so lazy.can't stand it. as lazy as a fat cat.And i think tt bitter medicine has made me change my format for a while.jus for this entry i guess. hahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113280622714186756?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113280622714186756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113280622714186756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/11/after-week-of-being-sick-and-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113169529210132151</id><published>2005-11-11T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T16:04:51.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TODAY'S MY BESTIE'S BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahaha!i'm so excited for her!yay! she's gg to see my fabulous,all-around-marvellous,totally gorgeous-looking card. hahaha!sent her an e card and sent her a card by postal service too! the present will be given on another day when we meet la uh. tt's a two part present.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yups!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113169529210132151?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113169529210132151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113169529210132151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/11/todays-my-besties-birthday-hahahahaim.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-113161989826321810</id><published>2005-11-10T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T16:06:37.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Finally!pw is over!! YES! no need to worry abt all the unnecessary stuff that has been on my mind...occupying space. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Awy!tmr's my bestie's birthday!got her a fabulous card.(cos I made it!).&lt;br /&gt;And regarding the other bestie...wonder why is he avoiding me.Maybe he's too embarassed to tell me abt his marks.I'm not even angry with him man!but I think he needs to seriously work harder.sighs.he muz be ogling at girls in his skl that's y he's not doing well. Wat's this!?!!hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-113161989826321810?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113161989826321810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/113161989826321810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/11/finallypw-is-over-yes-no-need-to-worry_10.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-112997331520777290</id><published>2005-10-22T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T16:07:33.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;It's been years eva since i've logged in to this time-consuming website...for which i don't think anyone will be reading my blog cos i've not given my address out. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Awy! i went out wif bestie no.1 a.k.a pork chop. it was so fun!didnt meet her for thousands of years. Last time i saw her was in march and tt's when we started to keep in touch only thru the little mobile phone. i totally can't recognise her...muz focus a bit more jus to CONFIRM tt it's her.Well, appearance changed slightly...ermmm. *'think again' look* hahaha! But she's still the same old slyvia i noe since we were so,so,very young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to IMM and did some shopping with bestie, and had burger king breakfast. I couldn't finish the sandwich! how insulting is tt! *oh man!* Then we went on to do a little artwork wif some kids. hahaha! well, there's jus some natural talent inside me. hehehe!We talked a lot abt our sec skl and how some moved on and didnt turn back,while some met other difficulties but tried to overcome it.The different walks of life i guess... sometimes we jus look pass it but when we come back to find it, it becomes yet a fascinating subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little kids are so cute!one little girl came up to me and said tt my painting's nice! she's so sweet!how great is tt man!hahaha! like i said,natural talent is inevitable.ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;awy!the way back home was jus as enjoyable..I'm so gg to meet up wif tt pig again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Got lotsa stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;PW is so frustrating..really hope tt it'll be over soon enuff. It's jus a matter of weeks i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-112997331520777290?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/112997331520777290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/112997331520777290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-been-years-eva-since-ive-logged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-112929310083912432</id><published>2005-10-14T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T20:32:44.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;dramafest was so fun!!i totally totally enjoyed the whole thing!my character's the 'eeeee' gal...cos the play was abt lesbianism and i'm representing society.So in society's point of view...I had to discriminate the couple. I went around 'eeeee-ing' at them.Tt's my pet phrase in the whole play. yay! at least hong yue won a best actress award! she's really fabulous!yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;awy, I saw him once again and he asked me how's my feelings at tt point in time. I wanted to tell him tt I'm not so nervous and stuff but ended up not talkg to him much. How guilty can I be!?! now, I'm feeling so weird cos i jus skipped past a whole opportunity. but I also felt a tinge of something when he took a picture with the fellow girl who's supposed to be working wif him. Well, I'm so confused now.Sometimes it's so hard to describe the feeling inside...it's like I miss him every second, minute and day. Think of him and wonder if he noes...but I'll jus have to try to forget him. So weird. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Lyrics to Atomic Kitten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let all your emotions run free..with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;tt's the way it should be, with someone like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-112929310083912432?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/112929310083912432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/112929310083912432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/10/dramafest-was-so-funi-totally-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-112886118329416481</id><published>2005-10-09T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T20:33:03.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I had lotsa fun today! Went to church in the morning and met my aunt! Had a totally gr8 time wif her! there's a feast day...so I sort of turned into a glutton and ate my fill.From rojak to mee siam. hahaha! went shopping after the feast day (which is sort of food and funfair style). Bought lotsa stuff too!At least i dun feel so bored today...as compared to yesterday. hahaha! and then I went jogging.Very nice!I loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Here's part of a song from Atomic Kitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I've been looking and searching baby for the one who'll be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;And i thot tt i've found him my boy..but now i noe its not u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Cos u can see me running but u're standing still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;u dun believe its coming but u noe tt it will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;so baby see ya, alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;i wouldn't wanna be ya tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;let me make it clear, alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;u're not the one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-112886118329416481?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/112886118329416481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/112886118329416481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-had-lotsa-fun-today-went-to-church.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-112874550136802529</id><published>2005-10-08T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T20:34:37.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm feeling so bored..!!! bestie no.1 has a class outing so she can't go out wif me. She has not been gg out wif me eva since we went to diff skls. I miss her so!!! and there's the Bestie no.2 who is gg to SPCA to do some volunteer work wif his frens fr skl. I wanted to go too! but I jus get so freaked out by the dogs and cats when they come near me,though they're extremely cute from afar! ok...a bit of a contradiction.hahahha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I'm not gg out cos I'm pure lazy. hahaha!the thing is ..there's someone who jus keeps popping up in my mind now and then,at intervals of a few minutes. I guess he muz be enjoying the company of some girls now. So freaky. hahaha! next time when I'm less lazy I'll write a poem on it. Currently no inspiration for me..and I'm called crazy too...*cries and sobs. hehe!as if i'll cry lyk tt. but awy..I'll jus read a book or sth..wat a day! tmr will be better...cos there's lotsa activities gg on.Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.S.: every part of the song's lyrics tt I post has a meaning to what I'm thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;Here's a part of the song from Michelle Branch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes I imagine a world without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;All these times I'm jus so happy that I eva found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it's a complicated thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;tt u live inside my head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I noe in the end you'll nv leave me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-112874550136802529?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/112874550136802529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/112874550136802529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-feeling-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17568046.post-112866533052964969</id><published>2005-10-07T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T14:10:36.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alright! my first post on this blog...so exciting! hahah! I'll put up the lyrics to one of my favourite songs, set a new beginning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Her face is a map of the world Is a map of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;You can see she's a beautiful girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;She's a beautiful girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And everything around her is a silver pool of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The people who surround her feel the benefit of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;It makes you calm She holds you captivated in her palm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is what I wanna be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Why the hell it means so much to me (2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I feel like walking the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Like walking the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;You can hear she's a beautiful girl She's a beautiful girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;She fills up every corner like she's born in black and white Makes you feel warmer when you're trying to remember What you heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;She likes to leave you hanging on a wire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And she's taller than most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And she's looking at me I can see her eyes looking from a page in a magazine Oh she makes me feel like I could be a tower &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A big strong tower She got the power to be The power to give The power to see Suddenly I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17568046-112866533052964969?l=sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/112866533052964969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17568046/posts/default/112866533052964969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunflowerblooms.blogspot.com/2005/10/alright-my-first-post-on-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>EsthER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
